This was a pretty, if barren canyon along Rock Creek. It was very peaceful, and pretty fast; the gravel was reasonably shallow.
I think I'll have to come back here when the hills are green and yellow from Spring, full of rain-fed grass and Balsam Root Flowers.
Around a couple dozen corners, and it was break-time for a Pay-Day bar and a pee.
This Shooting Range graveyard of dead cars was just the spot.
A couple of Artsy Fartsy shots for ya....
I'd bet these cars would have some stories to tell, if they could talk.
While stopped here for 20 minutes, we saw like 6 cars and trucks go by.
We thought we were alone out here.